Directions

Keep on pacing

Climb the walls

Do your duty

Your duty calls

You're all out of patience

So let it go

You're in top flight 

But you may crash land

So find your time 

In a grain of sand

But learn to hold on tight

Before it blows

The directions you take

Will dig your holes

Just keep pushing 

The hands of fate

And make the world over 

Into something you hate

It doesn't really take much

To live a lie

Sooner or later

All you love is gone

And in this life

You make yourself a pawn

To wallow in your pity

Until you die

The directions you take

Can blind your eyes

In a life

Of doubt and gloom

Anger feeds

The hand of doom

You know this 

You know this all too well

I've seen you now

Good and bad

I've seen you happy 

I've seen you sad

If you're so close to heaven

Then get out of hell

The directions you take

You can't foretel

Reviews

[Curly Grace]

There’s a raw honesty in this one, Brandon. The rhythm feels worn and human, and the questions land true. A strong piece.

[Brandon Houser]

Thank you. That one played tricks on me. I thought I was writing about someone else, but when I wrote and looked it over, it was about myself.